"Click, click, click."

There was a crisp sound in Lin Chu's room, followed by a smaller chewing sound, and finally the sound disappeared again. After a short while, there was a sound of the bag being touched, and the same sound began to repeat itself.

Under the bed, a small trash can close by was already placed in a tin can with good porridge, plus a chocolate packaging bag of a well-known brand covered on it, this was the breakfast that Lin Chu had already eaten.

Lin Chu lay on the bed, the lid covering his back, creating a small space that belonged to him.

In front of him, yesterday's news broadcast was playing on his laptop, and the announcer was reporting the news according to the script.

At seven o'clock, the shows I see every day are already watched by people of a certain age, and few people of his age can watch it. However, Lin Chu watched it with relish and couldn't take his eyes off it.

While watching, I also connected with some specific policies and began to think about it in my head.

Don't look at the news broadcasts as usual, the content is similar every day, but there is a lot of information in it that is very crucial. This information can all be linked to reality and indicate changes in a certain aspect of reality.

took out a piece of cucumber-flavored potato chips from the bag of potato chips and put it in his mouth, Lin Chu narrowed his eyes.

Just as some people have some quirky fetishes, he has some strange tastes. Some people don't think cucumber-flavored potato chips are delicious, but he thinks it's good and likes it.

Just like Warren Buffett's and cherry-flavored Coke, and Buffett's with lunch steak, the taste is actually average, and even most people can't accept it. But why do so many people try to accept it?

Because of Warren Buffett, of course.

In other words, if someone sees two horses in China drinking the same strange drink together, it is estimated that the sales of that drink will skyrocket.

Because you don't know if it's because of that bottle of drink that makes them so rich.

"Uh..." Lin Chu threw the potato chip package into the trash, feeling his throat dry. He turned sideways, grabbed the large bottle of Coke from the bedside table, unscrewed the lid, brought his mouth close to the mouth of the bottle, and drank it with a grunt.

Although this action was a little awkward, and he had to ensure that he was not choked by Coke, the exhilaration, which came from Coke, still shattered his discomfort.

Cool in one word!

When the crispiness of the potato chips has drained the mouth and the water in the body, it is a match made in heaven to have a bottle of Coke at this time.

The carbonated bubbles that burst in the mouth rippled down the throat. The sugar and moisture that pours into every part of the body wake up the body that has dried up after eating potato chips!

"Hiccup..."Lin Chu hiccuped pleasantly, immersed in the satisfaction brought by the happy water of the fat house.

Although he is not a fat house, it does not prevent him from enjoying this happy water, after all, he still accounts for the latter word in the word fat house.

He is homely.

On the bedside table, in addition to the Coke that Lin Chu had just picked up, there were also milk in cartons, multiple packets of potato chips, ready-to-eat cookies, and various kinds of dried meat, large and small. There are also coffee brewed like what, milk tea that circles the earth several times, and instant noodles, all of which are available.

As for the electric kettle, it was at the end of the wall close to the wall, plugged in, waiting for Lin Chu to press it at any time.

How can you not be prepared for a mission?

Lin Chu had prepared everything he could think of and prepare, and the food was enough to support him until midnight.

As an otaku, you can have nothing, but only a cabinet with all kinds of food is indispensable.

The ones that are now on his bedside table are just one hundredth of what they usually store for ready-to-eat, quick food, and snacks, drizzle.

If it weren't for the fact that the cabinet was too big to move for a while, those things would have been enough for him to lie in bed for a month.

This is the physiological need for incoming, and the physiological need for out.

However, the latter had already been solved by Lin Chu, otherwise it would not have taken ten minutes to prepare for it, and it would have been five minutes spent in the bathroom.

However, because of the water, Lin Chu didn't plan to go without drinking water for a day, so he deliberately put a sawed Coke bottle next to the trash can, the 1.5-liter one!

Of course, if you want to say that you suddenly have diarrhea or something, then Lin Chu thinks he is unlucky!

He hadn't gotten to the point where he could give up his shame because of what system task he could make a big latra in bed.

"Yes, the dignity of otaku people is accumulated bit by bit." The system just rightly encouraged Lin Chu.

However, whether it was with the intention of encouragement, or whether it wanted Lin Chu to fail in his mission, it was a mystery.

Time passed minute by minute, Lin Chu's mouth kept stopping, working on his laptop while eating.

The stocks he holds are not the kind that he wants to sell in the short term, they are held for a long time, so he only needs to pay attention to the information that affects the trend of the stocks in his hands.

Stocks, when they are not sold and converted into bank deposits, are just book data. At any moment, it will "bang", burst like a bubble, and disappear.

That's why information is so important.

When the information on those aspects of concern was browsed, Lin Chu's day's work came to an end for the time being.

This is the benefit of working for yourself, but it is also easy to worry about yourself.

Taking out a tissue to wipe his mouth and fingers, Lin Chu closed the laptop, put it on the soft stool next to him, and slowly exhaled.

It was one o'clock in the middle of the day, and before I knew it, three hours had passed.

Time passed quickly, and when there was something to do, he couldn't notice the passage of time at all, and at this moment, Lin Chu felt the aches coming from all over his body.

There is no way, if you maintain the same movement for a long time, the blood flow and circulation of the body will be hindered, and the muscles will be tightened for a long time.

He rolled over neatly, rolled on the bed, and twisted his neck and ass with him, his posture as bewitching as those of the dancers.

The muscles and bones were pulled, and there was a "click", "click" sound.

As an otaku who works for himself, only needs to be responsible for himself, and can lie in bed in winter as a matter of course, how can he not have a set of ways to soothe his body in bed?

There's eye exercises outside, and he's got bed exercises here.

After some exercise, Lin Chu turned over and pulled up the quilt again to cover his body, making sure not to let go of any gap in contact with the outside world.

Eventually, his head came out of the covers, and the back of his head was resting on a pillow that was moderately soft and hard.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Chu stared at the ceiling.

Once he also had a sea of stars that he wanted to conquer.

But now, when he looked up again, the sea of stars was gone, and the sky he saw was only the ceiling.

"But it's not bad." The corners of Lin Chu's mouth were hooked, but there was not much loss, perhaps because he was still young.

He slowly closed his eyes.

It's time for lunch break.